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Xiaoyu has written it now, and the next story should be carefully thought out by herself. So this story ends here. The ending was written in a hurry. Xiaoyu apologizes to everyone first and thanks everyone for their support. ;
Chapter 1 This is my school?
On August 15 this year, in front of the bus stop sign at the gate of XX school, there stood a girl who was confirming the stop sign. There is a big suitcase on her left hand side, two smaller bulging handbags on her right hand side, and a slightly flat schoolbag hanging on her back, which looks like a standard college freshman. This is Jiang Xiaoyu.
After standing in front of the bus stop sign for five minutes, Jiang Xiaoyu said helplessly, "No, this is the school where I want to waste three years of precious youth?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked around feebly. On this side, there is a row of short and old bungalows. Apart from a few living trees and a weed, there is not even a brick across the street.
Just as Jiang Xiaoyu was about to hand over a pile of luggage to the school newspaper, the bell rang. "Dead girl answers the phone, dead girl answers the phone." Jiang Xiaoyu picked up the phone and gently gave a cry. "Dead girl, she finally went out to school. Why did you faint? How is the new school? Isn't it beautiful? Is it clean? Have you met your teachers and classmates? have ...
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